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Play with the gang, yeah we got a tooly Eat up the beat, I'm leaving ah mess Eat up the beat, I'm leaving ah mess These niggas real weird, yeah, he real looney Eat up the beat, I'm leaving ah mess Eat up the beat, I'm leaving ah mess These niggas real weird, yeah, he real looney Play with the gang, yeah, we got a tooly Bad bitches hanging up at hooters Call me Ice, yeah, I keep me ah ooter Looking real pressed, looking obsessed All in my phone, all in my text I eat up the beat, I'm leaving ah mess You already know, I'm causing him stress My cousin always gon' deliver With some fire-ass shit And if you don't like it, then fuck you Fuck your people, fuck your mama, fuck everybody If you wasn't listening the first time Then sit the fuck back and open your earssss These niggas real weird, yeah, he real looney Play with the gang, yeah, we got a tooly Bad bitches hanging up at hooters Call me Ice, yeah, I keep me ah ooter Looking real pressed, looking obsessed All in my phone, all in my text I eat up the beat, I'm leaving the mess You already know, I'm causing him stress I'm looking real good, too, tea in my fit It'll last longer if you take you a flick Got a brown skin fine nigga all on my dick Little does he know, he is never gon' hit New car, new whip, out of my way Zoom, zoom, zoom, bitch, I need space Hanging with some rich girls, all in the bank Come grab your nigga, yeah, out of my face Take his girl with him, cause she's a bop Take his mom with him, cause she raised a flop Take his bro with him, probably gave him top You a sweet-ass lick, he dip n he dots Cash route, bag flow, cannot be stopped Cookin' in the kitchen like where's the rock Standing on business, I don't need no socks Kicking it solo, Ion need yo mojo These niggas real weird, yeah, he real looney Play with the gang, yeah, we got a tooly Bad bitches hanging up at Hooters Call me Ice, yeah, I keep me ah ooter Lookin' real pressed, lookin' obsessed All in my phone, all in my text I eat up the beat, I'm leaving a mess You already know, I'm causing him stress I'm looking real good, too tea in my fit It'll last longer if you take you a flick Got a brown skin fine nigga all on my dick Little does he know, he is never gon' hit New car, new whip, out of my way Zoom, zoom, zoom, bitch, I need space Hanging with some rich girls, all in the bank Come grab your nigga, yeah, out of my face These niggas real weird, yeah, he real looney Play with the gang, yeah, we got a tooly Bad bitches hanging up at Hooters Call me Ice, yeah, I keep me a ooter Lookin' real pressed, lookin' obsessed All in my phone, all in my text I eat up the beat, I'm leaving a mess You already know, I'm causing him stress These niggas real weird, yeah, he real looney Play with the gang, yeah, we got a tooly Bad bitches hanging up at Hooters Call me Ice, yeah, I keep me a ooter Lookin' real pressed, lookin' obsessed All in my phone, all in my text I eat up the beat, I'm leaving a mess You already know, I'm causing him stress I'm a big dog, CEO like shit Gay, paid, doing just straight They say what they gon' say I don't give it no fuck Trans bitch, big dick, no tuck Pretty face, slim waist, what's up You can look, but please, don't touch You can step, cause nigga, you is a dub These niggas real weird, yeah, he real looney Play with the gang, yeah, we got a tooly Bad bitches hanging up at Hooters Call me Ice, yeah, I keep me a ooter Lookin' real pressed, lookin' obsessed All in my phone, all in my text I eat up the beat, I'm leaving a mess You already know, I'm causing him stress These niggas real weird, yeah, he real looney Play with the gang, yeah, we got a tooly Bad bitches hanging up at Hooters Call me Ice, yeah, I keep me a ooter Lookin' real pressed, lookin' obsessed All in my phone, all in my text I eat up the beat, I'm leaving a mess You already know, I'm causing him stress
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